The ones that got away...

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The bronco thread made me think this could result in some cool stuff.

post up pics or stories of guns, girls, cars, midget clowns etc. that you either dumped, traded, sold or somehow didn’t buy and now regret.

I will have plenty of cars...

This is a 1991 Dodge W250
12V Cummins Turbo Diesel, 5-speed manual, 4WD...

Traded for a cool jeepster commando but miss driving a diesel w a manual transmission some days...

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What got away from you?
 
Only traded 1 gun in my life. Never sold. I knew it didn’t feel right. Like trading a child or something. Anyway, traded a beautifully crafted Russian Saiga for some WASR pos in 545. I hate the 545 round and the wasr looks like someone made it high on heroine.

been telling myself for years I would spruce that gun up a bit. Have not gotten around to it yet. Ended up just building what I really wanted which was a proper 30 cal AK and THAT one is my precious.
 
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You know, I was just talking tonight about something like this. A friend had an old Datsun Roadster, he was asking 2k for it, not great condition, but I didnt have 2k to spend on it at the time. Didnt have 1k for an extra car at the time.
I saw one tonight at the cruise in and it made me wish I'd have picked it up.
Hell, at 2k I could have put a little into it and flipped it for some cash

There will be more posted
 
Only traded 1 gun in my life. Never sold. I knew it didn’t feel right. Like trading a child or something. Anyway, traded a beautifully crafted Russian Saiga for some WASR pos in 545. I hate the 545 round and the wasr looks like someone made it high on heroine.

been telling myself for years I would spruce that gun up a bit. Have not gotten around to it yet. Ended up just building what I really wanted which was a proper 30 cal AK and THAT one is my precious.

Occasionally Selling stuff is the only way i can convince my psychologist i’m not a hoarder!
 
Occasionally Selling stuff is the only way i can convince my psychologist i’m not a hoarder!
If my shrink tells me I’m a hoarder I point a gun at his belly George Floyd style and tell him he better change his diagnosis.
 
When I was 15 I could have bought my dad's 55 Chevy. But I went with a 68 chevelle. Both are now long gone.

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84 Chevy k30 4x4 long bed, I got it in spring of 92, 8 months later my pops borrowed it one night and got it rear-ended & totaled.

Not my picture, but it looked very much like this. Had a 350 in it, duel gas tanks, I put a CB in it and my buddy put a bazoka tube (speaker) under the seat, we thought we were the cats meow LOL, I Loved that truck. I had a lot of good times in that thing
 
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So many... Cars and trucks were like water for me and my boys in the 90's... Couldn't hold on to anything for long and I'd drop a small fortune to replace any of them these days...
 
2WD Red '93 S-10 regular cab with a short bed and the 4.3 V6.....burned many tires off that little truck when I was 16, amongst other things that came off in that truck.

When I was about 18-19, was hanging out with this chick who was 23 or so and was "dating" one of my buddies from work.... we'd all hang out together and her and I would hang out when he was at work... I never got the hint.
 
1973 F100, 360, 4x4 4 speed with granny gear and a short bed. I loved that truck but a ujoint broke and messed up the yoke on the driveshaft. I couldn’t find a replacement or anyone to fix the yoke and like a fool I sold it after it sat for a year. It needed other work of course but I loved driving it.
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I know it’s nothing special but I really loved that Subaru Baja. Most comfortable car I have ever drove and the short bed was perfect to hold bikes in.
 

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1973 F100, 360, 4x4 4 speed with granny gear and a short bed. I loved that truck but a ujoint broke and messed up the yoke on the driveshaft. I couldn’t find a replacement or anyone to fix the yoke and like a fool I sold it after it sat for a year. It needed other work of course but I loved driving it.
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uggh this is my kiss of death! I have so many "fun cars", that when something needs fixing i just let them sit and drive other stuff...

Was actually motivated to replace the master cylinder on my Blazer for this exact reason this weekend. although it did sit in the garage for a at least a few weeks before I got my butt to get a replacement...

This is how it looks now (not my garage...)

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This is how it looked when i bought it while at a conference in Iowa! Made a super lowball offer that was finally accepted...threw my plane ticket in the trash and drove it home a 1000 miles!
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Finally getting back to raleigh you can see the sweet "trans-am" eagle on the hood.

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Drove it around wearing a Joe Dirt Wig for a while which was a hoot! Here is a pic of a guy I work with wearing it. LOL!

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This one got away from me, literally, after spinning out in the twisties, and putting it backwards into a grove of small pines.
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Never owned a little roadster thing like that! they look super fun.

I did get a ticket speeding in one though. Girl with big boobs owned an alfa romeo spider and she asked me to take it for a spin. I was young at the time and did not realize that the car was not the only thing she wanted me to take for a spin so I guess that’s another one that got away. Unfortunately no pics

of her boobs or the alfa romeo
 
Never owned a little roadster thing like that! they look super fun.

I did get a ticket speeding in one though. Girl with big boobs owned an alfa romeo spider and she asked me to take it for a spin. I was young at the time and did not realize that the car was not the only thing she wanted me to take for a spin so I guess that’s another one that got away. Unfortunately no pics

of her boobs or the alfa romeo
There was a girl I had known for all of thirty minutes I had just met at a party in the passenger seat (that was not bolted down) in that Datsun roadster, and no seat belts.
The screaming was epic when I spun out.
 
Wow, had customer at the bank I worked at in 1982 owned the same model Sunchaser on Long Island, NY.
 
that is hysterical!
It gets better.
A passerby in the middle of the night had a come-along in his vehicle and pulled me out of the ditch/trees, and we drove back towards my apartment maybe three miles away. The girl had stopped screaming by now, but was sort of twitching. The top was down on the roadster and the fender I had bummed up was scraping the rear tire.
After about a mile, the tire blew. BLAM
At that point it was like the girl was having a spaz attack.
I did get her home safely, and she went out with me the next night.
What an idiot.
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Velocette Venom, seen here at Roebling Road, near Savannah. Not the fastest bike in the class, but faster than I could ride it at the time. I've had other 500 single racers, but this one had no vices, it was sweet as a nut: light clutch, stable comfortable chassis, progressive power delivery, everything very predictable. Easy on the eyes too. It would make a hell of a street bike now. I'm not proud of how I came to part with it, and I've never told this before. I'd raced the Velo a few times in club races and entered it in the 500 Premier class at Mid-Ohio Vintage Days. I was a little nervous about racing there. The entry list for my class had the cream of the crop riding Manx Nortons, G50s and even world champion Gianfranco Bonera. I'm thinking WTF am I doing in this crowd? I chickened out on the morning of the race, and being broke on top of wimpy, I sold it to a competitor. A few months later I tried to buy it back from him, no dice; he knew what he had. He died a couple of years after that and I don't know where it went. Sigh...

Here's another one that got away, but at least under less dishonorable (slightly) circumstances. This was known as the Strode Special, built by Bob Strode. This was a serious race bike I bought after ruminating over the loss of the Venom for a few years. This thing was tiny, and amazingly light. All bolt shanks were drilled; the tank was paper-thin fiberglass and the seat wasn't much thicker. Boy was I happy and proud to get this one. Got it home and tried to sit on it... and could NOT get my foot up on the peg. At this point I was a middle-aged man, not small, and not as flexible as I used to be. You will note the distance from the top of the seat to the footpeg was about 14". With the bike on the stand, I could grasp the bars and stand on the pegs, and try to lower my butt to the seat, but it was just not gonna work, and it was definitely not comfortable, even without leathers on; no way I could do it kitted up. I knew from riding a Yamaha TA125 (which actually had more room) that I was going to crash it if I tried to race this. The bike was worth real money and I didn't want to trash it so this too went to a new home with someone who could actually RIDE it. Sigh... This led me to build a BSA Gold Star race bike, which I knew I could fit on, but that is a story for another day. In my defense, I did have some limited success on other bikes; at least I collected a few cheap plaques and didn't crash them.
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I bought this new in 1974. Sold it to my dad before going off to school the same year. He kept it 20 years, then gave it to a missionary organization right before he died. Last I heard MANY years ago there was a missionary on the back of it in Indonesia.

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Velocette Venom, seen here at Roebling Road, near Savannah. Not the fastest bike in the class, but faster than I could ride it at the time. I've had other 500 single racers, but this one had no vices, it was sweet as a nut: light clutch, stable comfortable chassis, progressive power delivery, everything very predictable. Easy on the eyes too. It would make a hell of a street bike now. I'm not proud of how I came to part with it, and I've never told this before. I'd raced the Velo a few times in club races and entered it in the 500 Premier class at Mid-Ohio Vintage Days. I was a little nervous about racing there. The entry list for my class had the cream of the crop riding Manx Nortons, G50s and even world champion Gianfranco Bonera. I'm thinking WTF am I doing in this crowd? I chickened out on the morning of the race, and being broke on top of wimpy, I sold it to a competitor. A few months later I tried to buy it back from him, no dice; he knew what he had. He died a couple of years after that and I don't know where it went. Sigh...

Here's another one that got away, but at least under less dishonorable (slightly) circumstances. This was known as the Strode Special, built by Bob Strode. This was a serious race bike I bought after ruminating over the loss of the Venom for a few years. This thing was tiny, and amazingly light. All bolt shanks were drilled; the tank was paper-thin fiberglass and the seat wasn't much thicker. Boy was I happy and proud to get this one. Got it home and tried to sit on it... and could NOT get my foot up on the peg. At this point I was a middle-aged man, not small, and not as flexible as I used to be. You will note the distance from the top of the seat to the footpeg was about 14". With the bike on the stand, I could grasp the bars and stand on the pegs, and try to lower my butt to the seat, but it was just not gonna work, and it was definitely not comfortable, even without leathers on; no way I could do it kitted up. I knew from riding a Yamaha TA125 (which actually had more room) that I was going to crash it if I tried to race this. The bike was worth real money and I didn't want to trash it so this too went to a new home with someone who could actually RIDE it. Sigh... This led me to build a BSA Gold Star race bike, which I knew I could fit on, but that is a story for another day. In my defense, I did have some limited success on other bikes; at least I collected a few cheap plaques and didn't crash them.
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I bought this new in 1974. Sold it to my dad before going off to school the same year. He kept it 20 years, then gave it to a missionary organization right before he died. Last I heard MANY years ago there was a missionary on the back of it in Indonesia.

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Dude, my Dad gave a motorcycle away before he died too! WTF??? I been talking about getting a motorcycle since I was like 17. My dad gets one after moving to Florida and then literally GAVE it away after deciding it was an impulse buy and he really didn't want it. I didn't find out about it for like 4-5 months until my brother told me. Fairly certain my dad was hittin' the bottle hard at the time. Ironically he was sober as hell, in good spirits and with seemingly improving health when he died. The universe is a weird place.
 
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Dude, my Dad gave a motorcycle away before he died too! WTF??? I been talking about getting a motorcycle since I was like 17. My dad gets one after moving to Florida and then literally GAVE it away after deciding it was an impulse buy and he really didn't want it. I didn't find out about it for like 4-5 months until my brother told me. Fairly certain my dad was hittin' the bottle hard at the time. Ironically he was sober as hell, in good spirits and with seemingly improving health when he died. The universe is a weird place.
My dad told me about it before he decided to give it away. It’s a good organization he gave it to. JAARS in Waxhaw NC.
Plus, he knew I had been riding this.

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Shoulda kept that FXR. "Ugly duckling" then, big $$$ now.
I bought it primarily because the highway pegs (which were swapped out to forward controls early-on) have a couple more inches of legroom for us big un’s. I never liked the frame style with the rubber mounted engine, but that thing was a dream to ride compared to earlier shovels.
 
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KTM 950 Super Enduro. Never been anything like it, probably never will be again.

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I bought it primarily because the highway pegs (which were swapped out to forward controls early-on) have a couple more inches of legroom for us big un’s. I never liked the frame style with the rubber mounted engine, but that thing was a dream to ride compared to earlier shovels.

You ever look at the Dyna Glides? Nice rubber mount ride, decent handling & with forward controls or footboards, they have more rider leg room than the baggers.
 
A Jeep Honcho.
Toughest truck I ever owned.
360v8

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I am still in Full Size Jeep obsession mode....

First one I ever owned...1982 360/727/NP219

Installed 4" lift

The NP219 was an awesome full-time 4WD transfercase (had viscous coupler that made it way better than an open diff in the transfercase)
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1974 J10

Had a chevy 350 and a weird 3-speed (sm330) transmission with an rockwell 221? transfer case. Swapped in an SM420/twin-stick Dana 300 and put lockers in front a rear.
So much fun to have the grandpa truck walk right over stuff that gave the CJ's and YJ's trouble.

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I still have 4 FSJ's left...
 
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